This is a song about "Work ethic"

Got it matching though

Work that wrist im the maestro,

I must go like fly route

Song: "we can work it out"

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

We getttin throwed, still put in work

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Work and i work just to make a punchline

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Puttin in work, to much work,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them